At this mont, the breath of Sun Wukong had clearly declined; it was evident that Nuwa was no longer controlling his body.
After such a long ti, even with the strength of Nuwa’s Primordial Spirit, it was impossible to continuously control Sun Wukong’s body and maintain the Creation Realm state.
They directly entered the Heavenly Court, and Great Emperor Ziwei imdiately welcod them.
"How is it?" Yang Jian asked.
The Supre Ancestral Demon shook his head, smiled, and said, "That Haotian fellow, he’s too slippery. Even after chasing him with Goddess Nuwa, he still managed to escape in the end."
Everyone imdiately showed a disappointed expression, they exchanged glances, seeing worry in each other’s eyes.
The Haotian God not being dead ans he might return soday to trouble them.
"Forget it, it’s not easy to kill soone in the Creation Realm. Since he managed to escape this ti, it’ll probably take a while before he returns. In the anti, we can focus on rising up." Great Emperor Ziwei said, sowhat casually.
"That’s all we can do." Everyone nodded.
"Rest assured, the tis have changed. A re Haotian God can’t stir up much trouble. Haven’t you noticed that the Purple Emperor has co back to life?" The Supre Ancestral Demon’s gaze pierced through space, landing on the Western Continent.
His words shocked Great Emperor Ziwei and the others; they had sensed an unfamiliar aura over the Western Continent but didn’t know it was the Purple Emperor.
The Purple Emperor’s resurrection was unbelievable to them, wasn’t he supposed to have been completely destroyed by Haotian?
"Invite the Purple Emperor to the Heavenly Court for a eting," Sun Wukong shouted.
Great Emperor Ziwei and the others beca solemn in deanor, not daring to show any neglect.
This was a mighty figure from a previous world, truly a supre force, an unrivaled warrior.
Even The Three Pure Ones might not be stronger than the Purple Emperor.
However, with the Purple Emperor appearing, they certainly needed to et him.
In the Western Continent, the Purple Emperor glanced at Zibaiqing, saying calmly, "Let’s go, we’re heading to the Heavenly Court."
Zibaiqing trembled and couldn’t help but say, "Father, I can’t go to the Heavenly Court, they’ll kill ."
He knew what he had done and was aware of the significant hatred those in the Heavenly Court felt towards him.
The Purple Emperor chuckled, saying, "If you refuse to go, I’ll kill you right now."
Zibaiqing: "..."
"Father, didn’t you just say you wouldn’t kill ?" Zibaiqing said wryly.
Despite being a Creation Realm warrior, he had no intention of resisting before this father.
The Purple Emperor just smiled faintly, not answering.
As the grand Purple Emperor, when had he ever been bound by his own words?
The Purple Emperor swayed between righteousness and wickedness, able to keep promises but also retract his words, depending largely on what kind of person he was facing.
Since this was his own son, the Purple Emperor felt that whether he honored his word was actually irrelevant.
Zibaiqing understood his father too well; he could only smile bitterly and follow his father to the Heavenly Court.
Within the Heavenly Court, under the gaze of many immortals, the Purple Emperor arrived.
Even Great Emperor Ziwei beca serious, and the Supre Ancestral Demon also showed a respectful deanor.
This was one of the overlords of the strongest realm, a true supre force, a Creation Realm Eightfold warrior.
He was just half a step away from the Creation Realm Ninthfold.
The Purple Emperor stepped into Ziwei Hall confidently. Seeing everyone’s gaze on him, he smiled slightly and said, "The Purple Emperor greets fellow Daoists."
All the immortals quickly returned the greeting.
They curiously sized up the Purple Emperor, now aware of his identity.
Simultaneously, the immortals also noticed Zibaiqing.
This Creation Realm warrior was now following the Purple Emperor like a son, his aura completely subdued, his complexion sowhat pale, showing unmistakable concern in his expression.
Most immortals knew of Zibaiqing’s actions; to prevent his father’s resurrection, he helped Haotian God block the Heavenly Court’s warriors, ultimately exhausting the Purple Emperor’s foundation so he couldn’t resurrect.
Although it was unclear how the Purple Emperor has reappeared now.
But what Zibaiqing had done back then was indeed inexplicable.
"Greetings fellow Daoist."
Great Emperor Ziwei also stood up, bowing slightly to the Purple Emperor.
Though he was the Heavenly Emperor, the Purple Emperor’s identity was so special that even he had to maintain adequate respect.
The Purple Emperor returned the gesture, then said, "As the current ruler of the Three Realms, he is indeed a formidable leader. His spirit and strength are admirable."
Great Emperor Ziwei smiled lightly and said, "The Purple Emperor overpraises . Compared to the Creation Realm, a re Heavenly Emperor is truly nothing."
The more Creation Realm warriors he encountered, the more Great Emperor Ziwei felt his own insignificance.
He originally thought that as the Heavenly Emperor, even if not at the level of the Creation Realm, it wasn’t an unbridgeable chasm, and through effort, he could still reach the Creation Realm.
But truly feeling the Purple Emperor’s might, he realized deeply how vast the gap was.
The Purple Emperor and Haotian God as warriors of the Creation Realm were on another level.
"Your Majesty need not be humble. You are already very strong, and given ti, you will catch up to my level. I have rely lived a few more years." The Purple Emperor said indifferently, unwilling to continue on this topic, and switched: "This is my rebellious son Zibaiqing. I’ve brought him here to plead guilty to the Heavenly Court, and the Court may treat him as it pleases."
Hearing the Purple Emperor’s words, Zibaiqing raised his head sharply, looked at the Purple Emperor, and couldn’t help saying, "Father, how can you do this? I am your son."
The Purple Emperor glanced at him; a terrifying pressure enveloped Zibaiqing, making it feel like the whole world was pressing down on him.
As a dignified Creation Realm warrior, caught off guard, he fell to the ground, crushed by the Purple Emperor’s aura.
This made everyone gasp; how strong was the Purple Emperor?
Zibaiqing’s face was full of resentnt, yet he did not dare to act out.
Before his father, he had no room to speak.
Great Emperor Ziwei’s eyes flickered as he looked at the Purple Emperor, lost in thought.
How to handle Zibaiqing? For Great Emperor Ziwei, he naturally wanted to kill Zibaiqing.
But if Zibaiqing were so easily disposed of, the Purple Emperor might not have intentionally brought him to the Heavenly Court. Bringing him here suggests that perhaps in the Purple Emperor’s heart, he did not wish to kill Zibaiqing but instead planned to keep him.
Although the reason was unknown, such a mighty figure likely had his reasons.
Upon thinking this, Great Emperor Ziwei said, "Regarding the handling of Zibaiqing, I won’t make the decision. Let’s have the Purple Emperor handle it. He is your kin; I imagine the Purple Emperor knows Zibaiqing better and has a better way to deal with this than I do."
The Purple Emperor looked at Great Emperor Ziwei in surprise, nodded, and said, "Then thank you, Your Majesty. This rebellious son, I’ll temporarily spare his life; he has so use in the future."
Within the Heavenly Court, so Immortal Officials were displeased, but since this was Great Emperor Ziwei’s decision to let the Purple Emperor handle it himself, they dared not say anything.
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